2000:  Brown Paper Packages Tied Up with String
2001:  The Bride was a Real Bitch
2002:  Here We Come a-Caroling
2003:  Lesbian Porn
2004:  Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer
2005:  Party Girl

My 2006 Holiday Letter

IN MY OPINION
"A Christmas Carol"

Books Read in 2006
(Updated 12/8
"Tender at the Bone")

Currently Reading: 
"The Cat Who Could Read Backwards"
"Dog is My Co-Pilot"

SIX WEIRD THINGS

20 December 2006

Before I start this entry, I encourage everyone who has any interest in show business history to take time out and go view this video of Steve and Jimmy, along with Marge Champion, visiting the home of Jimmy's idol, Al Hershfeld.  One of the most beautiful and moving videos I've seen.  I'm still crying.  Maybe it's because I know Jim and Steve--it is, after all, "just" a home movie.  Don't expect anything arty.  But the emotion is undeniable.

Now on to the actual journal entry...

I wasn't actually tagged to write a "six weird things about me" entry, but I kind of liked it, so I thought I'd give it a shot, and see if I can come up with 6 things that I have never discussed elsewhere.

1. Nobody in my family (Walt or the kids) knows that I was a miracle baby.  This is anecdotal with no photo proof, but my mother tells me that I was born with a growth on my neck.  An operation was scheduled for when I was old enough.  In the meantime, my godmother, a very religious woman, asked if she could take me to church.  My mother, a non-Catholic at the time, agreed.  Babe (my godmother) took me in her arms, took me up to the front of the church, lit some candles, prayed for me, and then brought me back to my mother.

As the story goes, the next morning the lump on my neck was gone.

2. I danced the polka the night before Jeri was born (she was already two weeks late and I was assured this would shake things loose.  Apparently it did.  I also climbed a tree the day before she was born.

I was really ready for her to be born!!!

3. I don't really "see" out of my right eye.  Oh, there is vision there, but when I was little, I thought everybody had " a good eye and a bad eye."  I was 10 before I was diagnosed with ambliopia. They say if it's picked up before age 10 it can be corrected; apparently it was too late for me.  I wore a patch over my "good" eye for awhile, but it never gave me "vision" in my right eye.  If I close my left eye, I can see out of the right eye and probably it would strengthen if it had to, but when I am working, my right eye closes automatically and I don't even notice it.  Consequently my depth perception is terrible.

4. I'm one of those people who don't mind the smell of skunk.  Now, I should explain that I've only smelled skunk from a car as we pass by a spot where a skunk had been killed on the freeway, but everyone always seems to have such paroxysms of disgust, and I've always kind of liked the smell.  I have never, however, met a "fragrant," fresh skunk up close and personal, nor am I eager to test my tolerance of skunk smell if I don't have to — my mother once thought she was immune to the effects of Poison Ivy and to show off for her teen age friends, she rubbed it all over her body.  I'll leave the results of that bit of derring-do to your imagination!

5. When I'm cold, I yawn.  People are forever commenting on how tired I must be, but over the years I've come to realize that when I'm cold, I seem to yawn non-stop.  Makes sense, when you realize that the effect of yawning is to increase blood flow, so if you yawn a lot, your blood gets moving faster and it makes you warmer.  Right?

6. I read "Tom Jones" because I had read "Marjorie Morningstar," in which someone expresses amazement that she would be reading such a difficult book.  It was just the challenge I needed to pick up this 1749 classic and read it through.  I enjoyed it!
 

So if you get tagged, here are the rules: Each player of this game starts with the 6 Weird Things About You. People who get tagged need to write a blog entry of their own 6 Weird Things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says you are tagged in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

(I do hate these silly arbitrary rules, but if I have to tag people to attempt to make this list I will tag Mary (who is a sucker for a meme), Jim (who is looking for ideas to post a journal entry every day anyway), Ron (who could write a book about weird things about himself) and any three other people who feel they'd like to do it.

Featured Holidailies Entry:  The Deep by A Cat By Any Other Name, on holiday stress and how to handle it!

I'm borrowing Jim's idea and putting in here an brief intro for folks who might wander in from Holidailies. I'm a 63 year old woman in California who works as a faux theatre critic for the local paper and do transcription for a psychiatrist at home.  I bottlefeed orphan puppies for the SPCA and post a lot of video of them on line.  Walt and I have been married for 41+ years.  We have 2 unruly dogs of our own, Sheila and Lizzie, and three living adult children, Jeri, Ned and Tom, each of whom has a partner/spouse (Phil, Marta and Laurel, respectively).  I've been writing this journal daily since March of 2000 and have posted nearly 2,500 entries.  Anything else you want to know can be found in "100 Things About Me."

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